I don’t remember the first time I heard the phrase, “I’m holding hope for you,” but I do remember what I felt the first time someone said it to me.
I was surprised at first. Someone actually saw how much I was hurting? Someone could see how hopeless I felt? Someone had hope for me?
Someone believed in me enough to hold that hope for me until I could see it and hold it for myself again? Someone was willing to do that?Read more on themighty.com